Letra de On The Radar Freestyle - Scorey

Track 1 - Life's Hard

Uh, uh

Uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Ours against me, watch, I'd still prevail though

He was my homie, but I seen his scales, though

This life, no fairytale, though

Bro love 'cause we in hell smoke, uh

They be throwing salt, that'll only kill a snail, though, uh

Said she puttin' them niggas on me, I'll see you in hell hoe

So in love, you're drilling for me, better not leave no trail, though

You're taxin' through the mail though, free bro, he caught a L, bro, yeah

Life's hard, the reason you got these shells, bro, uh

She'll never get tricked on, I got her nails though

Kick her put and she fishin' wrong, and I got her cell phone

Got dogs hit, take a smell, ho', strapped up this Louis velcro, uh

Loose slips ain't shit, throw 'em out his cell, bro, uh

Runnin' up the lands in my score

Get to see it rare, I'ma throw

When I get to hell, I'm a goat, uh, uh

God messed with bro, want them niggas dead, what he wrote, uh

I was textin' your ho', but I never read what she wrote, uh

Ours against me, watch, I'd still prevail though

He was my homie, but I seen his scales, though

This life, no fairytale, though

Bro love 'cause we in hell smoke, uh

They be throwing salt, that'll only kill a snail, though, uh

Said she puttin' them niggas on me, I'll see you in hell hoe

So in love, you're drilling for me, better not leave no trail, though

You're taxin' through the mail though, free bro, he caught a L, bro, yeah

Life's hard, the reason you got these shells, bro, uh

Wit' me and the bros, dig, goin' through the grave with me

I was tryna change, but you could't stay away with me

Back against the wall, niggas start to loose their faith in me

I was shootin' the ball, now I got a lil' dame in me, uh

I grew up in Southwest, this ain't no tamin' me

AIn't no playin' wit' me

It's just me and Lil' Kill Bill shooting drakes empty, uh

U've been turnin' my slime, ain't no niggas snakin' me

I've been turnin' my grind up, ain't no nigga making me, uh

Ours against me, watch, I'd still prevail though

He was my homie, but I seen his scales, though

This life, no fairytale, though

Bro love 'cause we in hell smoke, uh

They be throwing salt, that'll only kill a snail, though, uh

Said she puttin' them niggas on me, I'll see you in hell hoe

So in love, you're drilling for me, better not leave no trail, though

You're taxin' through the mail though, free bro, he caught a L, bro, yeah

Life's hard, the reason you got these shells, bro, uh

Track 2 - Happy Ever Afters

I'm falling to pieces, yeah

I'm falling to pieces

Uh, uh (Shoutout to Shaun2Krazy!)

Uh, uh, uh

Bro done fell in love with that feeling when you tap that button

Walk 'em down wit' that glick, and leave a nigga gushing

I told her that she the one, it had her really blushing

Baby, after I hit it, then you'll turn to nothing, uh

I earned my stripes up in these streets, I keep my gun and buss it

Claimin’ you played with me, shit sleep just like some Robitussin

I used to call my best friend, like, “Zach, let’s score a bucket”

I got the call that this mess, it took my heart, it's the worst thing

Where I’m from, we don’t do fairytales, this was fairwells

Straight up out the gutters, use to trap in stairwells

I could have my brother slap 'em with that lead bell

Knowin' every summer cracking, that's when that hell

Ain't no happy ever afters here

It's a whole lot of disasters here

You gon' get your heart shattered here

It's like nothing ever mattered here

I called bro, my sniper nigga, ‘cause he on that timin’

Got extension on the heat just like he [?]

The ain’t ring it in the city ‘cause we get to wildin’

He was dissin’ on his Twitter, now he unresponsive

We gon’ blitz ‘em in the field, like a defensive garment

Pop a pill, and tap the trigger, lil’ bro get to wildin’

Told her, “Baby, I ain’t lookin’ for no wife, I’m vibin’

And I’m just being honest, bae, I am youngin’, mobbin’”

We hop out, shoot, and that was target practice

A lot of niggas love to talk, but they was never active

I lost bro, I was feeling sadness

Had to accept the fact that he was never coming back again

Where I’m from, we don’t do fairytales, this was fairwells

Straight up out the gutters, use to trap in stairwells

I could have my brother slap 'em with that lead bell

Knowin' every summer cracking, that's when that hell

Ain't no happy ever afters here

It's a whole lot of disasters here

You gon' get your heart shattered here

It's like nothing ever mattered here

‘Cause when a heart breaks, no, it don't break even, even, no

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?

And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?

I'm falling to pieces, yeah

I'm falling to pieces

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